CLASSIFIED CLINIC INFORMATION

[No images available. Prototype wired together from spared parts available in storage.]

Launch attempt was a disaster. It didn't really know what breathing is or what being in a body imitating human functioning generally means. It decided to... educate itself further with some sort of online material, I guess. Fine by me, as long as its not porn.
In the meantime, I'll have time to tinker with the body some more. I have to work with the cheapest rusty shit I could get from Maelstrom. I'm not ready to sink any sort of proper money into this project unless I'm sure it'll work at all.

[Runs off a battery, needs to be recharged. Facial rig busted. Vision low.]

New version is more stable. Maelstorm's trash holds up decently.

It tried to download software used to operate combat mechs, thinking that'll help it walk. As we quickly discovered, it didn't. Movement is stunted, falls are frequent, favors moving around on all fours, turning my clinic in a fucking horror show. Thank fuck I can keep in in the backroom while clients are here.

Verbal speech is also non-present, but it has certainly learned to scream. That's a start, I guess. Wish it could start quieter, though.

It annoys the shit out of me, so naturally, now I HAVE to make things better. If only to make it more bearable. Well, that, and I think I'm getting a techie fever. Ugh.

[Food-operated, runs on synth blood, full human-fuction imitation.]

Managed to get my hands on an used Arasaka body conversion after an old client died. Nothing to do with me, the gonk got in over their head at some gang business. Anyway, I have no problems with using their old tech, it's not like it was anybody's inheritance.

The walking cyberware glitch still has trouble with, well, walking, but it sure tries its best.

It starts showing more character, too. Its manner of communicating was always kinda weird, but now it mastered gestures and facial expressions. Well, most of them, and when it doesn't forget to use those. Anyway, it's now obnoxious with the smiles and winks and the overall cheery spirit. Congrats on the first day of your "human" life, I guess, enjoy it before it fucks you over like the rest of us.

Speaking of which, despite still being wobbly with movement it has started climbing everywhere. Arasaka tech undestandably came with some boosters and shit, so no high place is safe from a giant android with endless curiousity. If this dumbass falls from somewhere and wrecks my work, I'm hiring a netrunner to expell it from my clinic.

UPDATE: FUCKING SCAVS. Of course they saw a full package of chrome walking around and jumped its naive ass. Ублюдки чертовы. Can't believe I ever [DATA DELETED]
Recovered what I could, but it's not pretty. Figured 'saka tech would take priority. They'll hardly get a chance to pawn it off now, though.
Well, back to the drawing board, I guess. Don't know WHERE I'll get new tech to replace what the bastards wrecked, but I'll think of something. Maybe I have something I could sell. Or cut down on food fow a while?

WARNING: Insufficient nutrition is bad for human body. Or, as you have put it, "You can't recharge it from a power socket, so do me a favor and stuff some edible ish in your hole frequently to keep this frame functioning". Please don't hurt yourself for this project.

Yeah, yeah, fuck off.

[Fully operational, food and liquid powered, Militech grade chrome added for movement and combat stability, self-defense maxed out for the frame.]

I am a fucking God. Or, well, doctor Frankenstein, I guess.

I do believe Frankenstein didn't have a conscience bugging him and readily asking to be housed in a body, Kate.

Do me a favor and GET OUT OF MY DOCS, I'm trying to be professional about documenting this.

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As I was saying. The new body is fully mobile and able. Glitch mastered full control over it and is now able to safely pass for a heavily chromed merc. Or a full conversion, if you're being picky. For as long as nobody checks for an actual brain in that head to find only a processor.

It already successfully uses the merc disguise. I wonder if the Afterlife even suspects who they got walking amongst them.
Its tendency to explore now grows in every direction. I must admit, it's a good way to test its limits. And an excuse for me to stretch my own limbs sometimes. I am NOT looking for it in the goddamn subway tunnels where the tracker doesn't work, so I had to join up this time.

It has also, naturally, grown even more obnoxious. But I suppose it's charming in its own way. It is curious, however, that someone of that... origin is getting such a good grasp on human emotions and expressions. Or pretends that it does, at least. It's good, though. Lessens the risks. And it's entertaining.

Aww, I'm charming and entertaining?

[ADMIN COMMAND: BAN USER 'GLITCH']

Nice try ★~(◠‿◕✿)